It’s Leap Year 2016. I was looking up ideas of fun ways to celebrate this with the family and I read about writing letters to ourselves. So I thought, hey! Cool idea.
The idea met with some resistance from the rest of the crowd, but they eventually and good-naturedly sat down with me after dinner to write themselves a letter, not to be opened until February 29, 2020.
Here’s just a quick sneak peak at mine: I wondered about the physical circumstances of my life and how they will be different; what jobs will we be doing, will we still be in the same house? But more importantly, how will God have shaped and changed me? What aspects of who I am will have grown and matured?
I like the idea of reading a letter to myself; it’s kind of like a time capsule. Will I look back in four years and laugh? Or (and this is more terrifying) will so little have changed that it will be like reading a post-it note from yesterday alongside the grocery list.
The last paragraph of my letter was a promise to do my best so that, when I meet with myself four years from now, I can share all I’ve been and done since we last spoke. And that is a promise I think we can all make to ourselves, every day.
I just came back from our church’s Annual Budget Meeting. One of the items on the agenda was to discuss our church’s need for a worship pastor. As the chairman of our worship committee I’m keenly aware of the holes left behind when we decided not to hire a replacement pastor but to manage the ministry solely with volunteers.
I had 15 minutes and a 16 page powerpoint presentation. It outlined our philosophy of worship, our core values and the key elements of corporate worship. Then I discussed the questions and challenges posed by executing the disciplines we long to see present in the life of worship at our church. Questions about appropriate ways of recruiting and training authentic worshippers to become grace-filled worship leaders. How to incorporate people of different ages and stages of the faith journey into our worship elements with sensitivity. It prompted some good discussion. Then we moved on to the budget and eventually we all headed home.
When I had taken off my coat and jacket I went upstairs to make sure my eight-year-old was asleep. As I cuddled her warmth and stroked her head I had a sudden thought: raising my children to follow God with their whole hearts is my spiritual act of worship.
Raising my children to follow God with their whole hearts is my spiritual act of worship. Deuteronomy 6:4-8 “Listen, O Israel! The LORD is our God, the LORD alone. And you must love the LORD your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your strength. And you must commit yourselves wholeheartedly to these commands that I am giving you today. Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and when you are getting up. Tie them to your hands and wear them on your forehead as reminders. Write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates.”
When I get to heaven, Jesus may or may not ask me about how I led worship in my church. He probably will. But I know for sure He will first ask me about how well I taught my children to worship Him.